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i see a sea
a bitter sea through the barred window
and i smell salt
i feel it forming on the rocks below
gone, i feel gone
gone, i feel gone
behold the frost,
turning
the seas change
the sands burning
i plan escape
i plot a way
home
i feel gone
home, i want to go home now
home, i want to go home now
a bitter sea through the barred window
and i smell salt
i feel it forming on the rocks below
gone, i feel gone
gone, i feel gone
behold the frost,
turning
the seas change
the sands burning
i plan escape
i plot a way
home
i feel gone
home, i want to go home now
home, i want to go home now